Tang Chengan was originally full of confidence in his Huangniu Fist. After all, what he practiced the most was this starting move. Huangniu went down the mountain, but Chen Qiye's internal energy was all released to the heart of the fist. Tang Chengan was almost scared to kneel down!

Because Chen Qiye's Huangniu Fist was actually refined into a complete Huangniu, and his body size was several times larger than his condensed Huangniu Fist. It was like a duel between two people. Tang Chengan thought he had a machete and was very stunning, and he vowed to kill Chen Qiye.

Unexpectedly, the other party took out a handful of Gatlin, which was no longer crushing, but directly scared the mysterious energy in Tang Chengan's body to the point of being so scared!

"You are the younger brother who is the younger brother who is the younger brother. It's impossible. You absolutely cannot come from the world. Please spare your life!"

Tang Chengan simply dispersed the small wild cow in the heart of his fist. With a thud, Tang Chengan gave up his resistance and knelt down on his knees.

Tang Chengan is not cowardly at all. Chen Qiye is one level higher than him, and he has mastered Huangniu's boxing skills and can be refined. He can even condense an ancient Huangniu, which is a big fuck!

Tang Cheng'an just thought Chen Qiye was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. He was a senior brother. He might even be able to survive after kneeling down.

Yang Chao, Lu Yaoyang, Ma Yong and others saw the wild cow that was almost almost substantive on the heart of Chen Qiye's fist. They all worshipped with their eyes.

Especially Lu Yaoyang, he thought that he had made great progress in the Medicine God Sect, but after seeing Chen Qiye's Huangniu Fist, he realized that even if he gave himself a hundred years, he would not be able to catch up with Chen Qiye.

Taking advantage of the time when everyone was in a daze, Ma Yong quickly rescued Tian Ji.

"Kill them." Chen Qiye pinched Tang Chengan in his palm with one hand, turned his head and said to everyone.

Yang Chao was stunned. Why did he still kill someone if he had won?

Chen Qiye, the younger brother, wasn’t like this before!

Seeing that Yang Chao did not react, Chen Qiye sighed slightly, turned to Lu Yaoyang and said, "Yaoyang, don't take action at this time, when will you wait?"

A trace of enlightenment flashed in Lu Yaoyang's eyes, and he turned his head to look at the remaining Qu Daliang and Lu Zhenghao gritted their teeth and ordered: "Ma Yong, take care of Tian Ji, Daliang, Zhenghao, follow me to kill people."

"kill!"

"Kill these dogs and bastards and avenge the carrot."

Qu Daliang and Lu Zhenghao immediately burst out with murderous intent. At first, Tang Cheng'an was shocked by Chen Qiye's extraordinary martial arts, but when it comes to life, they also burst out with powerful combat power.

Moreover, there were five of them, Lu Yaoyang had only three of them. Both sides fought back and forth. Until Yang Chao, the old brand of internal energy, joined, the situation quickly became one-sided, and Tang Cheng'an's five junior brothers all fell in a pool of blood.

Tang Chengan was almost crazy, his eyes were red, and he stared at Chen Qiye with great hatred and asked, "Why, why do you kill someone? This senior brother, we have already admitted defeat. How can you attack your fellow disciples?"

"If I hadn't appeared, would you let Lu Yaoyang go?" Chen Qiye seemed extremely calm in the face of Tang Chengan's roar.

Tang Chengan was about to shake his head, but when he saw Chen Qiye's pressure of being so angry, he finally lowered his head and replied in a dirt state: "No."

Tang Chengan worked hard in martial arts for decades before he was lucky enough to enter the internal energy. It was precisely with this perseverance and his martial arts talent that he was attracted by the elite disciples of the inner sect and had the opportunity to become the senior brother of Kaishe.

How could Tang Chengan give this kind of salted fish the opportunity to turn over to Lu Yaoyang?

It can be said that Tang Chengan and others came to the Medicine Garden just to make Lu Yaoyang die.

Chen Qiye pushed Tang Cheng'an away with one hand and said, "So, you must die. For the sake of the same party, I will leave you with enough dignity."

All his words have come to this point. Tang Cheng'an knew that begging for mercy and kowtow, even if he was crying, it would be useless. He trembledly picked up the dagger on the ground, then looked up at Lu Yaoyang, hoping for a miracle.

"Don't you dare?" Lu Yaoyang looked at Tang Chengan and sneered.

To be honest, Tang Chengan really dared not commit suicide. No one in this world is willing to die. Even if Lu Yaoyang proposes to let him get the best and cut off his tongue, he will never hesitate.

Even ants are greedy for life, let alone humans?

But Tang Chengan knew that it was impossible now. Lu Yaoyang was not Yang Chao. Before he entered the Medicine God Sect, he had been struggling in the Sanhe River for a long time.

Moreover, when he spoke out about the Lu family in Xianghe, Lu Yaoyang's martial arts may not be as good as that of the outer disciples of the Yaoshen Sect, but his ruthless nature and his grasp of the general trend are not at all the younger brothers of the inner sect.

Only one of him and Tang Cheng'an could walk out of the medicine garden alive, and Lu Yaoyang had no such kindness as a woman.

"Lu Yaoyang, today I, Tang Cheng'an, admit defeat, but a hundred years later, I am still a hero!!"

Poke, one knife!

Tang Chengan roared, wiped the blade of the knife around his neck, and then fell down with his head tilted to the sky.
Chapter completed!